Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 857 - 846: A Dog-Blood Substitute Life

"Jingshu." Li Wenyin looked at her adopted daughter with concern. Although her attitude had changed somewhat after knowing she wasn’t her biological daughter, she couldn’t bear to see her hurt after loving her for over a decade.

"I’m fine, Mom. What Tianji said is right; it’s good to resolve misunderstandings early on. Besides, no one else knows about this, and no one lost anything." Shen Jingshu pretended to be magnanimous, though she felt incredibly wronged inside. Just because she’s not the Shen family’s biological daughter, does that mean anyone can bully her?

"Jingshu, I’m really sorry about this. You know, I’ve always considered you my sister." Song Tianji spoke gently and handed over what he brought, "This is a property transfer document, consider it my compensation."

Shen Mingcheng glanced at the property’s location, his face looking slightly better. Since it was a misunderstanding, the marriage couldn’t be forced, and offering compensation to Jingshu was good.

"Then let’s call off this marriage, but you say you like Qiu’er. I’ve never heard her say she likes you, so any future fate will depend on yourselves." Shen Mingcheng spoke earnestly.

Song Tianji was secretly pleased upon hearing this. Does this mean there’s no opposition to him pursuing Ye Qiu?

However, Li Wenyin frowned. How would it look for her family if two daughters were promised to the same man? How would their daughters be perceived? Even though it was a misunderstanding, she still felt uncomfortable.

However, Tianji is indeed a good child, and she had to admit he’s a suitable husband candidate. If Qiu’er likes him too, then let things take their natural course; adults should not interfere in matters of emotion.

"I’ll take my leave now." Song Tianji felt relieved after clearing the misunderstanding, eager to find Ye Qiu.

By this time, Shen Jing’an was not as angry as he initially was, as he genuinely liked Jingshu; she lost her fiancé, which should make him happy.

Shen Mingcheng sent off Song Tianji and consoled his adopted daughter, "It’s okay, there are many good men in the world; we can’t focus on just one person. Given how excellent Jingshu is, why should we cling to someone like Song Tianji?"

Shen Jingshu felt warm at these words, just about to speak when Shen Mingcheng continued, "I think that Ye Chao isn’t bad—young and already heading the family business, tall and handsome, not inferior to Song Tianji."

Listening to him play matchmaker, the warmth in Shen Jingshu’s heart turned cold again. She thought her dad genuinely cared for her, but it turns out he only viewed her as a tool for marrying off.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Let the kids decide matters of affection themselves." Li Wenyin gently rebuked, then tenderly told her adopted daughter, "Don’t listen to your dad’s nonsense; Mom and Dad won’t force you to marry anyone. Matters of the heart are yours to decide."

But by now Shen Jingshu no longer believed her. With a cold smile inside, she wondered: If I said I wanted to marry your son, would you agree?

Shen Jingshu glanced at Shen Jing’an, and he immediately returned her gaze with deep affection, her heart stirred, showing him a smile filled with grievance and strength, making Shen Jing’an even more compassionate.

Seeming to have finally summoned courage, he loudly declared to Shen Mingcheng and Li Wenyin, "Dad, Mom, you don’t need to say more. I want to tell you, I like Jingshu—not in the older brother way, but in the way that I want to marry her."

Shen Mingcheng and Li Wenyin were genuinely shocked by this admission, taking a long time to react.

Shen Mingcheng was so angry his face turned blue: "What did you say? Say it again!"

"I said I like Jingshu, I want to marry her."

"Smack!" No sooner had these words left his mouth than Shen Mingcheng slapped him. "Nonsense, she’s your sister!"

"We’re not blood siblings, why can’t I like her?" Shen Jing’an argued stubbornly, "Didn’t you say you’d respect our feelings? That we’d decide matters of our heart? Why don’t you agree?"

Li Wenyin looked as if she might faint, disapprovingly watching them, as if trying to steer their abnormal relationship back on the righteous path: "Jing’an, you’re siblings. How would it look if you got married? As a man, others may be more lenient with you, but have you thought of how they’d view Jingshu? Claiming she seduced her brother?"

Shen Jing’an and Shen Jingshu’s faces turned simultaneously pale, Shen Jing’an stubbornly insisted, "I’ll explain it clearly. Moreover, we don’t have a blood relationship, so why can’t we love each other? Even if they secretly disapprove, they won’t say anything to our faces considering the Shen family’s reputation. What does it matter?"

"It matters a great deal—a brother and sister in love? How do I, Shen Mingcheng, save face; say I adopted a child bride?" Shen Mingcheng said in fury, "Besides, this is just what you think. You say you like Jingshu, what about Jingshu? Does she like you? She’s always treated you like a brother. Are you being fair to her?"

"Jingshu likes me too."

"Is that true?" Li Wenyin asked, and then all three pairs of eyes turned to Shen Jingshu.

"Jingshu, your brother says you like him too. Is that true? Don’t be afraid. Good Mom says, Mom won’t blame you, just worried you might mistake sibling affection for love." Li Wenyin looked at her with concern.

Shen Mingcheng, on the other hand, wasn’t as polite, face sternly demanding, "I asked you before if you wanted to be engaged to Song Tianji, and you agreed. Now your brother says you like him, tell me, who do you really like?"

Shen Jingshu was ashen-faced, as if deeply humiliated, she involuntarily stepped back, tears streaming down her face.

Shen Jing’an couldn’t bear it, "Don’t pressure her; she knows our love is wrong, so she agreed to be engaged to Song Tianji to end this relationship. Jingshu doesn’t like Tianji, she always liked me."

"Is that true?" Li Wenyin asked.

"Mmhmm." Under pressure, Shen Jingshu sobbed and nodded.

Shen Mingcheng and Li Wenyin were unable to accept this answer, caught between anger, helplessness, and rage, while Shen Jing’an was delighted as Jingshu finally admitted to liking him.

"Mom, Dad, you hear her. We like each other, so stop setting her up with other men. Jingshu is mine; she’s going to marry me!"

"But you are siblings!" Li Wenyin was still unable to accept it.

"We’re not blood related," Shen Jing’an shrugged.

"No way, I won’t agree to it under any circumstances." Shen Mingcheng said, face darkening.

"Why?" Shen Jing’an shouted.

"Why? Because the Shen family cannot afford such disgrace. Jingshu, didn’t your teacher recommend further studies abroad for you? Prepare yourself. I’ll send you overseas in three days." Shen Mingcheng asserted firmly.

Shen Jingshu clenched her fists, but submissively answered, "I understand."